"Mo Mo." Luo Xiaoqian let her hand holding the note droop as she looked squarely at Luo Jun, "Tell Mommy, what is the name of the little friend who was born on the same day as you?"
"Sara."
"I mean her Chinese name."
"Chinese, oh, Chinese is Qin Wanwan, the 'Wan' as in night, not the bowl you eat rice with." Luo Jun laughed, "The first time I heard her name, I thought it was the kind of bowl you use to eat."
Qin Wanwan?!
Luo Xiaoqian glanced at the name Huangfu Ruo on the note and just furrowed her brows.
She had never imagined that Qin Lan and Huangfu Ruo's daughter, Qin Wanwan, would be in the same class as Luo Jun, let alone that the little girl who shared the same year, month, and birthday with Luo Jun would turn out to be Qin Wanwan.
"Mommy, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Luo Xiaoqian's expression was a bit off, Luo Jun asked with confusion.
"It's nothing." Luo Xiaoqian steadied his arm, "Mo Mo, can we not go to Wanwan's house for the birthday party tonight?"
